that's all i have to say about that
Hi, friends.
I typed "this is the end" just now. I have no idea why, it's kind of freaking me out.
So I'm going on another mission trip, won't be back till the 5th of August, which is why I finished the 50 states story early. :D
I'd be excited about my mission trip because it should be fun and I like mission trips, except that we're going to Mexico. And I looked at weather.com for Reynosa (because I like to have something to look forward to) and it's NINETY FIVE but it feels like ONE HUNDRED AND NINE. And in that wonderful weather, I will be mixing cement and carrying block and, you know, walking around and moving and trying to breathe.
I had the most awesome news about Boo. The specialty vet called because they wanted him to come in again for more tests and another ultrasound, so they can confirm or deny FIP. When I told the vet that he's doing so much better with the antibiotic and he's eating and drinking again and grooming himself, the vet said he didn't need to see him again, that if he had FIP bad enough that it put him in the situation he was in before, that it wouldn't have turned around with just the antibiotic. So what he's got is curable, and he should be just fine.
When he's better, I am going to KICK HIS ASS for scaring me like this. My heart can't TAKE IT.
And I think it's possible that's all I have to say. :p
I typed "this is the end" just now. I have no idea why, it's kind of freaking me out.
So I'm going on another mission trip, won't be back till the 5th of August, which is why I finished the 50 states story early. :D
I'd be excited about my mission trip because it should be fun and I like mission trips, except that we're going to Mexico. And I looked at weather.com for Reynosa (because I like to have something to look forward to) and it's NINETY FIVE but it feels like ONE HUNDRED AND NINE. And in that wonderful weather, I will be mixing cement and carrying block and, you know, walking around and moving and trying to breathe.
I had the most awesome news about Boo. The specialty vet called because they wanted him to come in again for more tests and another ultrasound, so they can confirm or deny FIP. When I told the vet that he's doing so much better with the antibiotic and he's eating and drinking again and grooming himself, the vet said he didn't need to see him again, that if he had FIP bad enough that it put him in the situation he was in before, that it wouldn't have turned around with just the antibiotic. So what he's got is curable, and he should be just fine.
When he's better, I am going to KICK HIS ASS for scaring me like this. My heart can't TAKE IT.
And I think it's possible that's all I have to say. :p